Pappadeaux, Houston.

After getting picked up from the airport by my big brother, JARRED (he used to always tell me “Stop saying my name so hard with your Jersey accent. You don’t have to pronounce every ‘r’ in my name), my bestie, JADE and I went out to dinner at Pappadeaux, in Houston, Texas. The one thing I knew I would not be disappointed with in the South was the good eats! And boy was I right!

If I remember correctly, I ordered the chicken tenders, fried shrimp and fries and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc and Jade had a baked potato and Yvette Sauce “I don’t know what’s in it.” It was gooood!